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by Suzanne Roark Photos by author Processing day actually starts the day we bring home our day-old meat chicks from the feed store. Being Cornish Cross or Jumbo Cornish Cross means we only have a scant eight weeks to prepare. The very first thing we do after the little chicks are under the heat lamp […]Read more »
by Rebecca Nickols I’m going into my second winter of chicken-keeping, but this is the first molt I (or my chickens) have experienced. What I have observed is a splotchy, tousled appearance, and it may be my imagination but it seems that they’re more nervous, panicky and fearful of everything. However, the most apparent observation […]Read more »
by Rebecca Nickols Photos by author Earlier this spring, I added three new chicks to my flock, making a total of five chickens residing in my coop. The new pullets started laying in late summer and now (in the fall) I’m getting about five wonderful, delicious eggs a day! The new breeds that I added […]Read more »
by Jennifer Burcke Photos by author This Easter will be the very first at 1840 Farm to include eggs from our own hens. Somehow, coloring these eggs seems a little extra special and worthy of a celebration. This year, a grocery store egg dyeing kit just won’t do. Luckily, we’ve been making our own egg […]Read more »
by Rachel Hurd Anger Today, our hens are 19 weeks old, nearly old enough to begin laying. Waiting for the first egg is starting to resemble the end of pregnancy when all is go, and everyone calls daily to see if mama’s in labor. Essentially, we are waiting for an event that […]Read more »
by Jennifer Burcke I’ve officially crossed over to crazy chicken lady status. How do I know? Easy. I found myself standing at the stove this morning chopping apples and cooking oatmeal for the seven chickens who live at 1840 Farm. What has become of me? It’s been dreadfully cold here in the past week. So […]Read more »
by Jennifer Sartell Let me start by saying, we don’t live in a farming community. Our neighbors don’t have chickens. Our neighbor’s neighbors don’t have chickens. You don’t often hear the sound of a rooster crowing miles away. There are no roosters. We’re the odd ones. So forgive me if I sound as though I’m […]Read more »